jackson mansfield perfect stranger (feat. sydney sprague) şarkı sözleri
She's just the girl with the long brown hair
Works at the bar tucked away downstairs
And when he walks in he can't look away
When she's in the light makes him wanna stay
With her tight black jean skirt
Flaming lips tee shirt
Simple but she wears it so well
Her white chuck high tops
Tripping over doorstops
Clumsy but she's cute as hell
Maybe she's super sweet with a side of bitter
She's a lightweight, but a heavy hitter
And she gets shit done
In his picture of the perfect stranger
And he's okay as a matter-of-fact
In his own way if she never comes back
And he's not in love
She's his picture of the perfect stranger
One sunny monday about half past nine
He comes around for a glass of wine
When all he he really wants is a smile from her
But when he looks around there's no sign of her
A new tender's pouring drinks and
His lonely heart's thinking
Maybe she's gone for good
He was always out of her focus
Hoping she'd notice
But knowing that she never would
Maybe she's super sweet with a side of bitter
She's a lightweight, but a heavy hitter
And she gets shit done
In his picture of the perfect stranger
(No he's not in love)
(She's his picture of the perfect stranger)
All of the leaves have covered up the ground
He's back at the bar having a look around
When she walks all dressed in black
And there's a sadness that she's holding back
She's got a tight black armband
Her hair is cut short and
She lost somebody, he can tell
And she looks a little older
If only he could hold her
But he just sits beside himself
Maybe she's super sweet with a side of bitter
She's a lightweight, but a heavy hitter
And she gets shit done
In his picture of the perfect stranger
And he's okay as a matter-of-fact
In his own way if she never comes back
And he's not in love
She's his picture of
No he's not in love
She's his picture of the perfect stranger
Perfect stranger
Picture of the perfect stranger

